[spoiler]While the cats seem very interested in one another - a warning sign, as Zach takes it, to get the fuck out of dodge - one more question escapes from the young samurai's lips, completely by instinct, with little reason. "Kintal, can you ask the cats something for me? Do they know anything about crows? Or Tengu? I was sent here on purpose, because I said I'd do a job for one, creatures I wasn't even sure existed, but they did there and they might here. I ...." He stopped himself from the ensuing rant. Zach didn't want to keep anything from Kintal, especially if it was possible to get on his way, but he didn't know how secretive the Tengu wanted him to be. They were demons, and who knew about how the locals, or the sheriff, might react.
"Anyway, Kintal, if they don't know anything about crows or samurai, then I'll let you get back to your... um... biological ritual...." He almost looks crestfallen. Scratch that, he looks frustrated and crestfallen. This wasn't something he could do alone; the Tengu sent him to give help, the jester told him to find help, and now he had no leads and no one he knew well enough to as for help. He needed this so bad, a way of proving himself, of getting strong, to make up for his mistakes....[/spoiler]